This is the first of a multi part story of Jim and Deb, a married couple that have entered into an arrangement with a company that will require them to explore the bounds of their sexuality and endurance.
Prolog
As he was driven up to the house, he noticed a black Mercedes pulling off and his wife at the door fiddling with keys. As his car pulled up in front, the driver said nothing as he got out and drove away as soon as the door shut. He checked his watch...8 a.m.
Walking quickly up the steps he grabbed his wife in a tight embrace. They both had so much to discuss but were so exhausted. Neither of them had slept at all in over 24 hours and it had not been an easy evening. She slumped against him as he hugged her, but also jumped a little when he squeezed her tight. He thought that odd but didn't mention it. She finished unlocking the door and they both walked in.
The web cams had become something they had pretty much ignored since they'd been installed a month ago, but now they had reason for being and both noticed the little red light signifying that someone was watching. They knew the rules. They didn't have to hide anything. They could talk about everything that had happened, or not. They could bitch, raise hell, or say nothing. It wouldn't have any effect on their next "excursion" one way or the other.
"Well?" he asked, "how was your night?"
"A fuck lot worse than I ever imagined" she said.
He nodded in agreement. The rules. There were several rules. And one of them was on both their minds now. It read "Anything worn home after your evening away, that you didn't bring with you, is to be removed by your spouse in full view of the bedroom cameras within the first 30 minutes of arrival." When they first read that one, it didn't seem like an issue. Of course both were thinking of clothing then.
"I've got something for you to remove" she said wryly and headed to the bedroom.
"Me too love, me too" he said, following her in. She started shedding clothes as she walked to the bed, pretty much like she always did, only a bit more gingerly than usual. He soon could see why. She had red marks covering her back, from her shoulders down. As she unbuttoned and pulled down her pants it was obvious even more attention had been given to her ass.
"Holy shit babe! Are you ok?"
"I think so," she said. "But I HAVE to get this out of me now!"
He was still standing behind her as she pulled down her panties. The welts on her ass were not just red lines, some of them were still raised, and there was some bruising already forming. But the source of her "issue" became clear as her panties dropped to her feet. There, between her fire red ass cheeks, was the base of a butt plug.
She fell forward onto the bed and said "Take it slow honey. It's big"
"Poor baby" he said. She wasn't dead set against anal, but it was also something that didn't come up much. He loved playing with her ass.... licking, fingering, and once a blue moon, fucking it. But he didn't push the subject because she never brought it up on her own. Someone didn't give her that benefit last night it seemed.
He noticed both the bedroom camera lights were on, and one of them panned a little bit to get her in frame where she was lying face down at the foot of the bed.
"Ok baby, here we go". He gripped the base and gave a soft tug, trying to judge the size, but the damn thing barely moved. He pulled a bit harder and got a long groan from his wife. He also noticed the red marks were even visible IN her ass crack. Someone had been very thorough.
"Just pull it out slow babe. I'll be alright" she told him. He kept pulling and her little pucker started to spread open letting the intruder start out. He couldn't believe how large this thing was that was buried in his wife. She groaned even more as her little asshole stretched to get around the widest part of the plug, roughly the size of a tennis ball. As it passed that point it was nearly shot out the rest of the way and he was left holding a butt plug nearly 3 times the size of anything they had in their "toybox".
"Oh my god" she groaned. "That fucking thing has been in me for hours. I can't make you understand what a relief it is to have that out."
"Honey, I'm so sorry. We can bail out right now if you want. I had no idea this is the way it would play out."
He lightly kissed her on both ass cheeks. Her little asshole was red, and there was even a slight "gape". He also noticed her pussy was red, swollen, and slightly gaped as well. The inside of her thighs were crisscrossed with what appeared to be switch marks.
"I'm ok hon. I'm so tired. Let's just sleep first. We'll discuss it after some rest."
"Ummm, ok" he stammered. "But I've got something you'll have to remove first"
He started removing his clothes as she pushed off the bed to stand back up. He noticed then that her large breasts were also quite red though not welted like her backside. There were obvious marks on her arms, legs and torso where she had been strapped down tightly for some period of time. He had a rough night, but it seemed his wife had really been put through some trials.
He kicked out of his shoes and quickly stripped down. The first thing she noticed as he pushed his pants and underwear down was that he'd been shaved smooth. When his cock came into view, she noticed a steel ring around the base that also had his balls pushed forward. He was limp but the length of his cock was very red as was his scrotum. At first glance it was like a sunburn. His cock hung limply but for some reason seemed longer than his normal flaccid state.
"Oh my god love! What did they do to you?" she said as she gently cradled his penis in her hand.
"Not they. Just Her. We can get into details in the morning, but I'll just say my limits were tested several times last night just as yours were. I still don't know where I stand with this arrangement, but we will have to discuss it after some sleep. I'm dead."
He laid back across the bed and pulled his knees up. She knelt in front of him and noticed the cock and ball ring had a metal bar attached below his balls the led back to his asshole. She wondered how in the world the ring had been put around his package as it was a very tight fit. And how was she to remove it?
Noticing the confused look on her face he told her, "The plug went in last so pull it out first. It's not nearly as big around as yours but longer with a ball on the end so go slow please."
As she tried to get a grip on the steel strap that connected the ring to the plug, she noticed him jumping a bit. Then she got a finger under it and started to pull slowly. His limp cock leaked out a bit of pre-cum so she assumed correctly that the end was dragging across his prostate. As the ball popped from his hole he moaned, and his cock jumped.
"You're right. That is a relief!"
His nuts were captured but not hanging loosely. Her first thought was that he must have came at least once during his ordeal. It was going to make getting the ring off a little harder though.
He was ready to be rid of the thing as soon as possible. "Rotate the plug around to the top babe," he instructed.
She drug it around until the plug was pointing at his belly. He grabbed the end and pulled upward making some space to work his cock out of the ring. He pushed the device away while pulling the base of his cock up and out of the ring. After that it was a simple matter for her to work one testicle out at a time and he was free. She again held his poor red cock in her hand and rubbed the stringy pre-cum into his defined head. He groaned a bit then pulled himself and her up onto the bed. They held each other and slept for the next 10 hours.
When she awoke she was face down on the bed and Jim was sitting beside her gingerly rubbing ointment over her thighs and ass.
